Construction wasn't easy. There were just too many people, and building and creating metal was taxing on Aleph a few hours in.
He collapsed on his back, sweat pooling around him.
Wimpy groaned next to him, having used his attribute, energy manipulation, again and again to give Aleph and Ilukras mana.
His gaze fell on Damon, who had been creating runes non-stop for the past few hours, carving them at the bottom of the makeshift train.
"Hhuh. Ahm. Are you even human? Why do you have so much mana..."
Damon was already feeling dizzy. Still, he closed his bloodshot eyes and smiled calmly.
"This is good practice for me... Now get up. Let's assemble it."
They groaned, standing up. Aleph, who had made all the metal and designed it based on the blueprint, bent over and began to throw up.
Honestly, Damon felt a little bad for the androgynous elf, but they were running out of time.
He looked over the distant hills.
